Chapter 350: Dragon Trapping Formation

Since he had made up his mind, Qin Ming no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, a small pile of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones appeared before him.

Qin Ming picked up a Spirit Stone and gently stomped his foot, creating a pit in the ground. He placed the Spirit Stone inside and repeated the process, placing a total of forty-nine Spirit Stones.

"Dragon Trapping Formation, activate." Qin Ming performed a hand seal, activating the Formation before him.

Although named the Dragon Trapping Formation, it was actually just a rank two Formation. It could merely isolate a place for a period of time and trap the air inside. For this cultivation session, Qin Ming intended to utilize the Dragon Trapping Formation's ability to trap Spiritual Qi.

Qin Ming began to use Spiritual Qi to crush the Spirit Stones inside the Formation into powder. Once the Spirit Stones became powder, they could no longer contain the Spiritual Qi inside, which began to escape. Soon, the concentration of Spiritual Qi throughout the Dragon Trapping Formation began to rise, becoming so foggy that it blocked Qin Ming's vision.

"Not enough." Gritting his teeth, Qin Ming took out another pile of Spirit Stones and began crushing them into powder. The Spiritual Qi in the Dragon Trapping Formation became even denser, creating a world completely different from the area outside the Dragon Trapping Formation.

After sensing the Spiritual Qi within the Dragon Trapping Formation, Qin Ming hardened his heart and took out another pile of Spirit Stones, crushing them into powder. Again and again… and again. Qin Ming lost count of how many Spirit Stones he had used, only stopping when the Spiritual Qi inside the entire Dragon Trapping Formation felt like tiny water droplets.

"This many Spirit Stones should be enough!" Even with casual breathing, Qin Ming felt Spiritual Qi rushing madly into his lungs, causing him discomfort. Even when he didn't breathe, the Spiritual Qi in the air was drilling into his skin.

Qin Ming nodded with satisfaction, sat cross-legged, and began to Cultivate the Primordial Chaos Technique.

As soon as he circulated his Cultivation Technique, the Spiritual Qi scrambled to drill into Qin Ming's body.

"Still not enough." Qin Ming took out a Low Grade spirit refining pill and, hardening his heart, placed it into his mouth.

"Ah!" As soon as the spirit refining pill reached his stomach, Qin Ming felt surging Spiritual Qi erupting from it, making him feel as though his entire body was about to explode.

"Hold on!" Qin Ming desperately circulated his Cultivation Technique, forcing the Primordial Chaos Technique to run.

Qin Ming only felt his meridians throbbing with pain, his muscles twitching, and his whole body feeling unbearably uncomfortable, as if every single organ in his body had been stuffed to the brim.

"Circulate faster, faster!" With bloodshot eyes, Qin Ming desperately circulated the Primordial Chaos Technique, which began to run faster and faster.

Meanwhile, Qin Ming's Aura rose steadily with the circulation of the Primordial Chaos Technique: Great Martial Master first level, second level… fifth level.

Qin Ming, inside the Dragon Trapping Formation, had now turned into a bloodied person. The muscles all over his body were twisting, and it looked as if centipedes were crawling beneath his skin, which was terrifying.

"Ah!" Qin Ming let out a muffled groan and continued to circulate his Cultivation Technique with all his might. His Aura continued to strengthen: Great Martial Master seventh level, eighth level, and finally, it reached the Great Martial Master ninth level.

"Pfft!" Qin Ming hurriedly pounded his stomach with his hand, forcing the Medicinal Pill inside out.

When the small half-portion of the spirit refining pill was spat out, it was accompanied by traces of blood.

"It seems my internal organs are severely injured." Seeing the blood on the ground, Qin Ming was not worried; instead, he laughed. "I succeeded. I hope that by reaching the Peak of cultivation for the fifth time, I can become a Martial King."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming ignored his injuries. "Pill God Physique, activate." Qin Ming's Aura climbed steadily, quickly reaching the Peak of Martial Spirit.

"Come on, come on." Qin Ming prayed silently in his heart. The Pill God Physique did not disappoint him.

"Boom!" Qin Ming became a Martial King.

"Hahaha…" Feeling the power within his body, Qin Ming laughed happily, feeling that the suffering he had endured was not in vain.

"The power of a Martial King—even without Poison, I have the confidence to win!" Qin Ming clenched his fists. "However, to prevent him from escaping, it is better to use Poison. If the Poison doesn't succeed, then we will have a life-or-death duel."

In his previous life, Qin Ming was a Martial Emperor, so now that he had become a Martial King, he quickly adapted to his strength. Coupled with his Heaven-Rank Spirit Skill, Qin Ming was confident in battling the mysterious Black-Clothed Martial King and emerging victorious.

However, if the Black-Clothed Martial King was determined to run, Qin Ming had absolutely no confidence in being able to hold him back.